My brother
He fought in the war twenty-six years
And not a day more
When he laid down to die

My father
He followed him home, not a coward
Just a man who was torn
And left me behind

My sisters
Kept fading away, found their lovers
And made their escape
I haven't heard from them since

And I wonder how love could be
The thread that holds the seams
When all I feel is the needle
Breaking skin

And the winds, they blow
And it haunts me, haunts me 'til I'm numb
To the ashes, to the ashes of where I'm from
And I swear Jericho ain't got nothing on us now
We're falling down
We're going down, down, down, down, down
Like Jericho

Oh my heart, I've been ticking
I been chipping away at the rough parts
At all the decay trying to find
What it's made of

See, I gave love, giving it back
Never took much more
Than what I couldn't pack away
And hit the road

Met redemption, his face was a smile
On the sidewalk, and it took me a while
To look him in the eye

Said, "I'm not a fighter but I'll fight for love
And I'm not a liar, I've just seen too much
And I'm not a brave man, but I can hold a sword"

And the winds, they blow
And it haunts me, haunts me 'til I'm numb
To the ashes, to the ashes of where I'm from
And I swear Jericho ain't got nothing on us now
We're falling down
We're going down, down, down, down, down
Like Jericho

Jericho by Emily Reed

A musical odyssey of great delight and spontaneity.

The Animas Accident by Carter Punk and Fergus Funk

Release - Isaac Johnson

In Church - Isaac Johnson

God is my shepherd
I won't be wanting
I won't be wanting

He makes me rest
In fields of green
By quiet streams

Even though I walk
Through the valley
Of death and dying

I will not fear
For you are with me
You're always with me

Your shepherd's staff comforts me
You are my feast in the presence of enemies
Surely goodness will follow me
Follow me
In the house of God forever

House of God Forever - Jon Foreman (Janie and Drew)

Come, all who thirst for the Lord
Come, all you hungry and poor
Why do we live for what won't satisfy?
Only the Lord can provide

Christ, our Redeemer
How could you forgive?
Oh, risen Savior
Your death has let us live

Lord, we have run the wrong way
Why have you followed us here?
In weakness we follow what leads us astray
In weakness your grace perseveres

Christ, our Redeemer
How could you forgive?
Oh, risen Savior
Your death has let us live

Why are my thoughts not your thoughts?
Why are my ways not your ways?
Your heavens transcend all this dust we have praised
Blinded, we search for your face

Christ, our Redeemer
How could you forgive?
Oh, risen Savior
Your death has let us live

As the rain comes to water the earth
Life from the dust to bring forth
So shall your Word was the sin from our souls
Speak in me, come make me whole

Christ, our Redeemer
How could you forgive?
Oh, risen Savior
Your death has let us live

Lord, we have run the wrong way
Why have you followed us here?
In weakness we follow what leads us astray
In weakness your grace perseveres

Isaiah 55 (Drew and Kelly)

A rewrite of "Gold" by Interference for my sister's beautiful wedding.

And I love her so
I wouldn't trade her for gold
For there's no greater wealth
Than to love her as myself

And you're gonna be you
And I'm gonna be me
We'll be walking on moonbeams
Staring out to sea

And I love him so
I wouldn't trade him for gold
All this life I'm living
Is the gift to him I'm giving

And I give me to you
Like you give you to me
We'll be walking on moonbeams
Staring out to sea

You shine through your eyes
Like the sun shines through a window
So tear your curtains down
For sunlight is like gold

And I love you so
I wouldn't trade you for gold

Gold

Nine planets around the sun
Only one does the sun embrace
Upon this watered one
So much we take for granted

So let us sleep outside tonight
Lay down in our mother's arms
For here we can rest safely

If green should turn to grey
Would our hearts still bloody beat?
If all the mountains should crumble away
And rivers dry
Would it stop our stepping feet?

So let us sleep outside tonight
Lay down in our mother's arms
For here we can rest safely

Take all that we can get
When it's done
Nobody left to bury here
Nobody left to dig all the holes
And here we will rest safely

One sweet world
Around a star is spinning
One sweet world
And in her breath we're swimming
And here we will rest in peace

One Sweet World (Carter Punk and Fergus Funk)

Could I have been a parking lot attendant?
Could I have been a millionaire in Belle Aire?
Could I have been lost somewhere in Paris?
Could I have been your little brother?

Could I have been anyone other than me?
Could I have been anyone?

He stands, touch his hair, his shoes untied
Tongue-gaping stare
Could I have been a magnet for money?
Could I have been anyone other than me?

Twenty-three and so tired of life
Such a shame to throw it all away
The images grow darker still
Could I have been anyone other than me?
And then I'll...

Look up at the sky, my mouth is open wide
Beg and taste, what's the use in worrying?
What's the use in hurrying?
Turn 'til we almost become dizzy

I am who I am, who I am, well...who am I?
Requesting some enlightenment
Could I have been anyone other than me?
And then I'll...

Sing and dance, I'll play for you tonight
The thrill of it all
Dark clouds may hang over me sometimes
But I will get out
And then I'll...

Look up at the sky, my mouth is open wide
Beg and taste what's the use in worrying?
What's the use in hurrying?
Turn 'til we almost become dizzy

Falling out of a world of lies
Could I have been a dancing nancy?
A dancing nancy?
Could I have been anyone other than me?
And then I'll...

Sing and dance, la la la la HEY! la la la la HEY! la la la la
Sing and dance, la la la la HEY! la la la la HEY! la la la la
Sing and dance, I'll play for you tonight
The thrill of it all
Dark clouds may hang over me sometimes
But I will get out
And then I'll...

Look up at the sky, my mouth is open wide
Beg and taste, what's the use in worrying?
What's the use in hurrying?
Turn 'til we almost become dizzy

Dancing Nancies (Carter Punk and Fergus Funk)

Come, see
I swear by now I'm playing time against my troubles, oh
Oh, I'm coming slow but speeding
Do you wish a dance?
And while I'm in the front, the play on time is won
Oh, but the difficulty's coming yeeeeeaaaaahhhh

I will go in this way
And find my own way out
I won't tell you to stay
But I'm coming to much more...me

All at once the ghosts come back, reeling in you now
Oh, what if they came down crashing?
Remember when we used to play
For all of the loneliness that nobody notices now
Oh, begging slow I'm coming yeeeeeeaaaaaahhhhh

Only waiting
I wanted to stay
I wanted to play
I wanted to love youuuu!

I'm only this far
And only tomorrow leads my waaaayyy!

I'm coming, waltzing back
And moving into your head
Please

I wouldn't pass this by
Oh I wouldn't take any more
Than what sort of man goes by?
I will bring water

Why won't you ever be glad?
It melts into wonder
I came in praying for you
Why won't you run in through rain and play?
And let tears splash over you

#41 (Carter Punk and Fergus Funk)

Ahhhhh
Wah wah wah wah wah wah
Collateral damage
Leetle leetle leetle leetle leetle leetle
Subliminal messaging

Mom mom mom-mom mom-mom mom-mom
Ckkkkchhhhhh
Zzzzzzzzzzrrrrrr
Sllllllllllp Slp Slp
Lip lip lip lip lip lip lip liplipliplip Bthhhhrp!
ACK! ACK!

Weerrrweeerrrweeerrr
UH
Arp!
ahhhhhh

Minnesota
Heh heh heh heh heh heh
Colorado
Durango, Colorado

Principles
Duty
Aesthetics
Moral obligations
Syllogism

Birthday
Cradle
Baby blue
Wooorrrrrrwwoooooo

Nah!

Thank you very much for listening to this CD and/or EP and/or selection of tracks. If you are still listening, we would like to thank you for persevering through this very arduous and long and repetitive track.

My name is Carter Punk, and this here is my trusted assistant, Fergus Funk (hey there!). And we are very proud to present the Dave Appreciation EP. And we would like to lish--to wish--a very very happy birthday to the tiny and wondrous Abigail Grace Lambert. Some day she will be old enough to listen to this on her own, and she will think that we are weird, and she will know that we are.

But I have been brainwashing her since day one, and I continue to do so and I am proud of it. And I'm sure Nathan is proud of it as well.

(Happy Birthday!)

That's right: a very, very happy birthday to all of you out there who happen to be named Abigail Grace Lambert and are turning a year old.

That's right.
WOOP!

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